The rules of my engagement were clear. I wanted D to feel comfortable and N to feel safe and as N trusted D, I just had to make sure N was comfortable.... There was to be no touching instigated by me. Only if D allowed it. I was already regretting that rule. N's tits looked even better in reality than her pictures showed. The urge to play with them was almost undeniable but I just had to hope that D would allow it later. My job until asked otherwise was to simply stroke my cock beside her. To give. Time would tell, as would the long handled hairbrush. Dave Smith couldn’t believe how he wound up so unceremoniously arrayed over his boss’ thighs awaiting his spanking. Shockingly, he had asked her to spank him, in lieu of losing his job as a high school teacher. Bonnie Anderson, as she caressed the white butt cheeks wrapped across her knees, had just explained that Smith would count out 25 hand spanks as preparatory to her using her mahogany hairbrush on his blushing buns. As Smith’s pressed. But I was just drunk enough and saw it as a way of bragging to let Peter know how much other men are attracted to Tracy.So, I explained, “Tracy was a wild child in college, and she was fucking other guys, even when we were dating. It wasn’t until we were engaged that she stopped that, at least mostly.”Peter put down his drink and said, “Damn, Evan, that’s fucking kinky. As I remember it, you’re not well-hung, so that couldn’t have been the end of it.”I smiled and said, “You’re right about that.. You are swingers. She smiles and says she prefers the term free lovers. But yes, they like to have sex with other people. I am still a little self conscience in this group of well built people. Two guys in decent shape and a really hot woman with great assets. She looks and says it's not about appearances as much as it is about pleasure. And you brought him great pleasure. he told me about you watching me and this guy this afternoon and what you two did. So here we are to put on a live show for.